For a moment, the scene fell silent once again.
The elderly man stared blankly for a few seconds before slowly shaking his head. "My consciousness is too severely damaged—I can't recall any of my past memories."
He then looked earnestly at Ye Wen and asked, "However, it seems you know who I am. Could you tell me about my identity? If it helps me recover some memories, I will surely repay you in the future."
Ye Wen studied Electrolux for a few moments.
Indeed, as the old man had said, though he appeared in a complete human form, through the eyes of Ye Wen—a supreme God King—this was clearly a heavily damaged version of divine consciousness, maxed out in its deteriorated state.
Moreover, Electrolux wasn't a bad person and wouldn't resort to holding Huo Yu'er and the others hostage. Thus, Ye Wen readily answered his question.
"Nice to meet you, mighty being from another world—the Holy Necromancer, the Plague of the Undead, Electrolux."
As the words left his lips, Electrolux's brows furrowed deeply. He then pressed his hand against his forehead as if suffering from a headache.
"That name feels so familiar… It seems many have called me that before, but my memories are too hazy. It appears my injuries are so severe that even knowing my true name doesn't restore my past."
"Hmph," Ye Wen softly consoled him. "There's no need to rush, esteemed one. At our level, time is no longer a constraint."
Electrolux's value needed no elaboration. Even after nearly twenty thousand years as a God King, Ye Wen had never encountered anyone else who could wield two conflicting divine authorities simultaneously and stand with one foot in godhood.
(A/N: The author didn't make this up. Tang San forcibly weakened Electrolux, making him admit that Dragon God Mu En was roughly as strong as him.)
At this moment, Ye Wen suddenly recalled something—he might have let slip a detail earlier.
Damn it, careless! He'd forgotten to conceal his identity in front of a divine-level being.
Sure enough, the three girls stared at him with awe.
In the Douluo Continent, where becoming a god required connections, the title of "god" carried unparalleled reverence.
Jiang Nannan gently nudged Huo Yu'er's shoulder, signaling her to step forward and ask. Though Huo Yuer wasn't the oldest, she was undeniably the senior disciple.
Huo Yu'er bit her lip hesitantly before taking two cautious steps forward.
"Master…"
Looking at Ye Wen's kind face, Huo Yu'er finally mustered the courage to speak.
"Master, are you truly a god?"
Ye Wen chuckled softly. "What, does it matter if I'm a god? Would that change anything between us?"
Huo Yu'er froze for a moment, realizing the distance and stiffness in her tone. She awkwardly scratched her head, feeling embarrassed.
But soon, Huo Yu'er adjusted her mindset and gazed at Ye Wen with hopeful eyes.
"Master, if you're truly a god, could you help me resurrect my mother? In the legends of the Seven Treasures Shrek Heroes, gods possess the power to bring back the dead. Can you help me?"
Ye Wen sighed softly. He had thought that forming bonds with Xiao Xiao and the others would temporarily ease Huo Yu'er's sorrow, but childhood trauma took a lifetime to heal. Clearly, Huo Yuer still harbored deep grief over her mother's passing.
Seeing Ye Wen's sigh, Huo Yu'er's face turned pale, thinking he was refusing her request.
Beside her, Jiang Nannan and Xiao Xiao shook their heads silently, finding their sister far too impulsive. Resurrecting someone was no trivial matter—it couldn't be resolved with mere words.
Yet Ye Wen stepped forward and gently placed a comforting hand on the seemingly helpless Huo Yu'er.
"Little Yu'er, do you still hate the White Tiger Duke Family?"
Huo Yu'er looked at Ye Wen in confusion. Though heartbroken that her master wouldn't resurrect her mother, the hatred in her heart remained. She nodded firmly.
At this moment, Ye Wen delivered the final blow.
"You know this, Little Yu'er. Your mother still harbored unrealistic fantasies about that man. Are you sure you want me to resurrect her, only for you to abandon the deep-seated hatred that has defined your life?"
Huo Yu'er was naturally intelligent, and she immediately understood Ye Wen's meaning.
"Master… Do you mean…" The answer was already clear in her mind, but she hesitated, unsure whether to voice it.
Ye Wen gazed at the girl, who had grown to shoulder height in just a year, with a mix of emotion. He spoke kindly.
"Master is a god—a god destined to bring peace to the Douluo Continent.
But gods have their rules. We cannot directly interfere in the affairs of mortal nations. That's why I've chosen you.
My hope for you is to end the chaos among the four nations of this continent through your hands, so humanity no longer needs to slaughter each other. True peace will be achieved.
And you, Huo Yu'er, will become the first emperor in Douluo's history to unify the entire continent—the Eternal Emperor."
This was the first time Ye Wen revealed his expectations for Huo Yu'er. The grand vision sent shivers through the four present.
Even Electrolux, who had been lost in confusion about his identity, now fixed his gaze intently on Ye Wen.
Though Electrolux still couldn't recall his past, the concept of "peace" seemed etched into his very bones.
Amidst Huo Yuer's shocked expression, questioning her own worthiness, Ye Wen continued.
"But to achieve this, Little Yu'er, you must not only possess overwhelming power but also sever the chains of your past.
The White Tiger Duke Family—what a grand title. Before the Star Luo Empire of ten thousand years ago, this family's lineage stretches back another two thousand years. They've existed for over twelve thousand years.
But does existence equate to righteousness?
Little Yu'er, having come from that family, you should understand its filth and cold-bloodedness better than anyone.
When you ascend as the Eternal Emperor in the future, they will surely come crawling to claim kinship. And if your mother were resurrected before then, her naivety would undoubtedly allow the White Tiger Duke Family to deceive her.
All your efforts would become nothing more than a stepping stone for them. Would you accept that?
Therefore, though this decision pains me deeply, I must say it—exterminate them, Huo Yu'er.
Do you remember my teachings? 'Repay kindness with kindness, and repay malice with justice!'
Now, make your choice, Huo Yu'er."
As his words echoed, a faint glow began to appear in Ye Wen's hand. He emphasized once more.
"Choose now.
Will you resurrect your mother now, or will you wait until you've cleared all obstacles in the future to enjoy this world's beauty alongside her?"
The light shifted, gradually forming the image of a beautiful woman who bore a striking resemblance to Huo Yu'er.
Huo Yun'er floated serenely in midair.
Gazing at the figure she had longed for day and night, tears streamed down Huo Yu'er's cheeks.
"Mother…"
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